Wednesday, May 23

A Poem for Thursday.

...well actually a limerick!

In Penketh there once lived a potter
Who knew a lot more than he oughta.
He knew about strife
'Cos he lived with his wife,
Some grandkids and a son and a daughter.
boom boom!

The potter, his wife and grand daughter all went off to The Trafford Centre as the rest of the family had gone travelling abroad. So we treated ourselves and ate a hearty meal at the Cafe Rouge and thought up this little Limerick after a glass of wine.....hic!

a bit of a daft one this week....but into each life a little madness must fall!
This is for dVerse OpenLinkNight week 45